"Or! You can give me it. I don't mind eating charred food. I'll eat anything", Junko said, punctuating the last sentence with a small cackle as she sat down.

Actually somewhat true. Some food tasted better charred. Like marshmallows. Set them on fire, then blow them out when they're nice and black. It'll have a crispy outside, but a soft and gooey inside. Delicious. Hot dogs, she was sure they were like that too.

Darius offered his condolences and offered to sing an eulogy for the fallen wiener in the form of oh god no Darius Jesus Christ Darius why.

White people shouldn't sing rock ballads in Japanese, especially if they're not super familiar with the language.

Drunk people shouldn't sing rock ballads at all.

So, the last thing any drunk white person should be doing is attempting to sing a rock ballad in Japanese.

Junko cringed. And as if the Japanese language couldn't be any more fucked up by Caucasians. Sure, some of the lyrics were in English, but that helped only slightly.

Somewhere she heard Michael roar with laughter. Some part of her wanted to troll Darius, by acting like he accidentally insulted everyone here instead of singing X Japan songs.

But oh man. It took a turn for the creepy when he decided to hug Raina while singing the damn thing. Someone who was quickly getting more and more annoyed with his bullcrap would definitely not appreciate being hugged by him while he eviscerated Japanese rock songs. The result was obvious. And that result was Raina squeezing out of his grasp and throwing a beer can at him-

Oh Christ. The catfight scenario was actually happening, wasn't it?

Junko jumped to her feet, skewer still in hand and a scowl on her face. Luckily, Jonathan and Michael decided to forge a two-pronged attack on the shitstorm that was likely about to happen. As the hostess, Junko had better add her thoughts.

"Darius... if you're that bored already, I could just, like, give you something to do? Like, I dunno, some kind of job? Or maybe something else?"

Somehow, it had slipped her mind that she had Jiffypop and she hadn't made it yet until just now. Well, that's one duty she could assign Darius to. Popping the Jiffies was a little tricky on a campfire grill, but it was possible. Though, Darius was obviously pretty drunk, so should he doing things like that? Aside from injuries, it could get burned. Eh, she'd eat it. But it's meant for everyone else too. He suggested a drinking game, so maybe she could convince him to set something up. Maybe it wouldn't be a good idea for him not to actually participate, though, since he was, again, drunk already.

Gah, this whole "arrived drunk" thing made it a little more tricky. But hopefully the Jonathan-Michael power duo would calm things down, and she'd find something to keep Darius distracted enough to stop bugging the shit out of Raina. Heck, she didn't have to give him an actual job, but she could like, talk to him about shit that didn't involve mangling the Japanese language. Junko didn't mind talking to drunk people, really, even if in Raina's position she'd.. well, act similarly.

RICHARDS/BAINES OTP!

Coming to a V7 near you.Bree Jones- "I'm not exaggerating when I say that my fish are smarter."Roxanne "Roxie" Borowski- "Next video? Oh man, tons of ideas, dude. Lemme get the makeup for that."

00:01 Rattlesnake To be fair, it's hard not to appreciate a giant naked armless statue that ejaculates wolves

17:42 Sideliner This juxtaposition of coke and wrestling is somewhat unsettling

12:27 Whirly I want my mom and I want my dad dead, we can have an Oedipus-mance

16:13 SnoopDommyDomm my specialist subject in Mastermind is "History of Defecation in Wrestling"

03:51 GeneralJueves are you condoning evolution in the area of completely changing the structure of penises just so a guy can lose his virginity (and I'm sure the goalposts will change to exempt those who have only had sex with themselves from the category of people who are not virgins) without a partner?

13:04 Rugga I don't think that converting a girl by dickmatizing them counts 13:05 Rugga It's like hypnotizing 13:05 Rugga But with sex

19:17 BlackCanary Inky Dinky Doo da for Kami is like in Who Framed Rodger Rabbit when Judge Doom kept knocking "shave and a hair cut, two bits" to find him19:17 BlackCanary She can't resist the nudity colony of the dead

16:56 dmboogie TEDDIE, WITH GREAT POWER COMES GREAT RESPONSIBILITY 16:57 dmboogie THE BISHIE SPARKLE MUST NEVER BE USED FOR EVIL

11:37 Ruggawork If I were working at Tiger beat I imagine I'd get bored and work in monkey sex every now and again11:37 Ruggawork Teen girls won't get it11:37 Ruggawork They're just looking at the pictures and stickers

20:49 DocBalance Kyubey, you would do well in the world of underground zombie sex.

For v6, I have come to a decision. To help lessen character pimping, I have vowed not to talk about my characters, any characters closely related to mine, or any threads I've been involved in, in any of the following places:

I am not allowing myself to talk about anything relating to my characters or scenes I'm in unless they are brought up in conversation by another handler. I am not allowed to use my characters' names OOC or mention anything relating to that character until another handler mentions them. This is not currently in effect for pre-game; these self-imposed rules do not apply until v6 starts. However, they will be in effect the second v6 is announced. When one of my characters die, escape, or are otherwise removed from the game, these rules are lifted for that character, and I am free to talk about that character as much as I want. However, the others will have to wait until they too are out of the game.

This is a personal promise I'm keeping to myself for v6. If I break it, please feel free to bitch me out.

-KamiKaze

Addendum as of v6: I may ask for critiques while a character's arc is ongoing, as long as someone has offered to do so.

Let's show that private threads aren't necessary! I pledge not to start any private threads on island in V6. If I started a thread, you are welcome to join it.